Right With The Money

(YJ made this)

Brand new hammers, you know that it's comin' inside
My darg fresh home and I know that he back on the Nine
I know that we comin' in time
I poured some more lean, now I can't even rhyme
Niggas are waitin' for me to fall so they can come up and climb
Oh, said that she blindin', oh, think of the diamonds
I'm off of Molly, I'm tweakin', and when I wake up, I rewind it
Said that you want me to be what you say, I ain't fuckin' with Simon
Seven sticks in the crib and none of 'em are even licensed
They want my stick but I made it mine
And they want my bitch but I made it mine
She wanted dick, made her wait in line
If you ain't got sticks, better wait inside
Got an eight in the liter, I'm lettin' it turn
Sick of them niggas, I'm lettin' 'em burn
You rollin' with gang then you better confirm
Send in the birds, bring me the worms

I went to my hood and I was sippin' on rummy
The codeine is sweet so I don't need gummy
The light was raw but the buj was runny
I keep my feelings pure like I'm right with the money
I went to my hood and I was sippin' on rummy
The codeine is sweet so I don't need gummy
The light was raw but the buj was runny
I keep my feelings pure like I'm right with the money

I pop a X pill, ski
She a nine outta ten but I left her on 'seen'
Show me your specialty
My young thug fresh home, he like Jeffery
Spend a milli on German machines
Hood nigga, big truck but the tank on E
Fuckin' her bestie, B, prayin' that it don't go left for me
You suckin' it good, bae, you're on a roll
She done with the lames, she wanna go
I don't really use TikTok
But she got me watchin' her vids when I'm on the road
Today, I might make the blogs
Ten-tens on good, oh God
My nigga, last time I took a loss
I just went on IG and I got someone to rob
Crack dirty, you make them jackboys go and switch their plans
My nigga done the bootin', Putin, then pissed on his hands
I'm just feelin' breathless, popped another Xan
I flew her south of France in June and blew two hundred bands

I went to my hood and I was sippin' on rummy
The codeine is sweet so I don't need gummy
The light was raw but the buj was runny
I keep my feelings pure like I'm right with the money
I went to my hood and I was sippin' on rummy
The codeine is sweet so I don't need gummy
The light was raw but the buj was runny
I keep my feelings pure like I'm right with the money

(YJ made this)
(Gusto)